Hello to all of you who have dropped by this blog today thinking that I’d posted a new story. Maybe some of you were not only thinking, but also hoping, to find another episode from my childhood. If so, that would tickle my innards to know that you look forward to this ongoing saga of my life.
However, there’s no new story today because in the “ongoing saga” of my trying to find a routine that works for me I’ve changed my mind—AGAIN—with regard to a schedule.
I’ve discovered that Tuesday morning is often overloaded and yet I’m such a deadline person that writing on Monday evening and scheduling for the next day doesn’t give me the sense of urgency I need to complete a posting. (As some would say, “Go figure!”)
So, I’ve decided to continue to post just once a week and to do so in the middle of the week. My new posting day will be Wednesday. I need about three hours to write a posting, edit it, polish it, and then find photographs to illustrate it. So I’ll be posting in the early afternoon from now on.
The Zen I’m hoping for!
Last Tuesday no posting appeared here because I had trouble for a number of days with asthma. Pneumonia is always a possibility with asthma, so because my chest ached something fierce and because breathing became difficult, I visited the doctor. She assured me that my lungs are clear—O! Great day and hallelujah!!! Today, as my mom used to say, “I’m fine and dandy like sugar candy!”
I hope to find you here tomorrow for my first Wednesday posting. It will be a story about asthma and the transcendental experience it brought me when I was in first grade and living in that farm house I’ve described to you.
Tomorrow’s story represents one of my most cherished memories and I look forward to writing about it. If you have time, please click here for an earlier posting, which lays out the background for tomorrow’s posting.
Zen photograph from freedigitalphotos.com